The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 116 Qian Daoliu's Request

The mansion of the Xiao family in Wuhun City, a dark basement.

Xiao Mu, the head of the Xiao family, was kneeling on a futon, facing a statue with a solemn expression.

The statue bears two wings on its back, and there are two pairs of horns growing on both sides of its head, one pair facing forward and one pair facing upward.

The face is ferocious, and the figure is quite weird. Not much to say about the upper body, which is a proper standard for demons, but the lower body should be so sturdy!

In the place where that thing should grow, an evil dragon actually grew out!

However, with such a funny shape, there is still a bit of evil and domineering...

But no matter how much we complain about the shape of the god statue, Xiao Mu doesn't care anyway, just keep a pious look on his face.

I don't know how long Xiao Mu knelt in front of the statue, but a scarlet light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the statue.

After the light disappeared, Xiao Mu opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, a strong energy whirlwind suddenly blew in this small space.

When the strong wind subsided, Xiao Mu suddenly got up, looked up, and showed a strange smile.

In the Xiao family hall, after receiving the order from the head of the family, all the direct descendants of the Xiao family gathered together.

"Hey, you said, when was the last time our Xiao family got together?"

"Hmm... what I remember is when Patriarch broke through Title Douluo."

"That should have been decades ago!"

"That's right, I just don't know what's the big deal about calling us here this time."

"According to the personality of the Patriarch, if it's not a big deal, he wouldn't call people so uniform at all."

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Xiao Mu hadn't appeared yet, and the people below were chattering away, and some people were trying to get useful information from Xiao Ge.

As for Xiao Mu's eldest son, Xiao Ge, now also has a confused expression on his face. Now he doesn't know much more than others.

The only thing he knew was that ever since his father came back from Qian Daoliu's place, his face had not been in a good mood.

And once he came back, he stayed in his room and didn't come out, so it was hard for him to ask anything about it.

What he can do now is to sit in his seat calmly on the surface, and politely decline the inquiries of the elders at home.

Fortunately, Xiao Mu didn't keep them waiting too long, and after sitting with Xiao Ge for about a quarter of an hour, Xiao Mu, the Patriarch of the Xiao family, quietly appeared on the main seat in the lobby.

As more and more people noticed, the entire lobby became silent.

"Everyone present here is the blood of my Xiao family, and they are all members of my Xiao family. However, I still have to say something first."

As Xiao Mu's voice fell, a burst of tyrannical coercion rushed towards everyone in the hall.

There was a sound of knees hitting the ground one after another, and even Xiao Mu's own son was not spared.

I don't know what the Patriarch is going to do, everyone looked up in panic, only to see a black air floating in front of them.

"Don't try to betray the Xiao family and me."

This endless sentence directly confused everyone present.

Betrayed the Xiao family?How can it be!After leaving the Xiao family, they are no farts, so how could they betray.

However, Xiao Mu's next sentence immediately chilled their hearts.

"Those who are sure that they will not betray will inhale the black air in front of their eyes. Those who do not inhale will be blamed for my cruelty."

The black aura in front of them, although not much, was full of ominousness, giving them a very uneasy and disgusting feeling.

If they want to absorb this wisp of black air, they are very rejected in their hearts.

But if they don't do what he says, all they have to do is die.

They didn't have the confidence to escape from Title Douluo's hands.

Seeing that the crowd did not move for a long time, Xiao Mu glanced majestically at the sons around him, and motioned them to set an example first.

Xiao Ge glanced at the brothers who were still hesitating, and exchanged glances with his son behind him.

"Father, should this be so absorbed?" Xiao Ge asked Xiao Mu symbolically.

"Just relax."

Xiao Ge and Xiao Huohuo relaxed their minds as they said, and the black air slid out and got into the foreheads of the father and son.

After the black energy entered their brains, they quickly found their martial souls, and then skillfully blended into them.

There was nothing unusual in the fusion process, everything was so natural, Xiao Ge even felt a sense of inexplicable refreshment.

But soon, the changes after the black energy merged into the martial soul began.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, the aura of Xiao Ge and his son suddenly rose, and then stopped abruptly.

The sudden rise in level made them unable to restrain their aura well, and the turbulent aura was released wantonly.

"I... I... I have reached level [-]!" Xiao Ge shouted excitedly, feeling the surging energy in his body in disbelief.

"I've also reached level [-], and this doesn't seem to be my limit."

Xiao Huohuo was a little calmer than his father, but only a little, his twitching face successfully betrayed him.

This unbelievable scene completely shocked the people who were hesitating aside.

After reacting, everyone scrambled to inhale the black air in front of them.

As everyone inhaled the black air, people continued to break through on the spot.

Like some low-level ones, if it weren't for the restriction of the spirit ring, it is estimated that they could cross several realms.

"very good!"

Seeing that everyone absorbed the black energy in cooperation, Xiao Mu nodded in satisfaction.

"Since everyone has cooperated so much, then I have something to say."

After speaking, he took out the statue of the evil god from his soul tool.

While the Xiao family was having an unknown gathering, Mo Fan was flopped by Mr. Qian Daoliu, and was called to the hall where the statue of the angel god was served.

"I don't know what the Great Elder asked me for." Mo Fan looked at the old man with his back turned to him, and asked politely.

"Can't I call you here?"

After Mo Fan heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched. You are old, so you can do what you say!

Qian Daoliu didn't turn around for Mo Fan, but looked at the giant statue standing in front of him, "Look who she is."

Mo Fan also followed his gaze. A lifelike angel looked extremely dazzling under the sunlight shining through the roof.

"Angel God."

Before Mo Fan could give an answer, Qian Daoliu answered it himself.

"Back then, in order to inherit the position of the Angel God, I founded the Wuhun Temple." Qian Daoliu looked up at the statue of the Angel God, his eyes revealing piety.

"But I failed and entrusted my hope to my son."

Having said that, Qian Daoliu sighed deeply, "It's a pity that he left a bit early, but fortunately he left me another hope."

"Mo Fan!" Qian Daoliu turned around suddenly, staring at Mo Fan with burning eyes.

"Promise me, don't let the original intention of creating Wuhun change!"

(End of this chapter)